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navydoves · 3 months ago

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Cyborg!Caleb and his strange affectionate habits

you love your part-robot boyfriend, but he’s a little strange!

✎ᝰ a/n: he was supposed to be a puppy for this series… but then this happened, so now he’s a cyborg. i think you all will like this one. enjoy!

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❥ he's always scanning you. day or night, awake or asleep, caleb will take it upon himself to check your vitals and health on a normal basis. just a quick little holo-scan from his eye is all he needs. and from the amount of time he already spends staring at you, this is a pretty easy feat.

he knows things about you that you haven’t even figured out yet. you’re gonna catch a cold soon, but he already knows from your white blood cell count. you might not know your period is coming soon but caleb has always got your back and tells you when you’re ovulating or preparing for a period. of course, you ask him not to do it all the time. and of course, caleb is insane, so he doesn’t listen all the time. it’s very intimate to him to know the inner workings of your body.

❥ he can’t sleep next to you (and he tries to fix it). caleb does not sleep in a normal human bed. instead, he sleeps in a tube where his charging port is and asks (begs) you to sleep with him there. and while you do indulge him, it’s very uncomfortable for your human body. even after he tried to enlarge the tube by rebuilding, it’s still not ideal.

he’s so upset that he can’t sleep with you in your bed that he’ll charge himself during the day just so he can be next to you at night. except, he can’t sleep without his port, so he just stays awake next to you, exhausting his energy by admiring you. he talks to himself and you during this time and if you ever stir awake from his murmurs, he’ll apologize and lull you back to bed.

❥ he makes modifications for you. caleb doesn’t wish to be any less than perfect for you, so he’s constantly making tweaks and refinements to his system and body to better adapt to you. like the time he installed a heating system inside of him because you always flinched at how cold he was. or maybe the time he installed more sensors in his wires just so he could better feel your touch.

and while to an extent it is sad, caleb will find a way to make it more fun. he’ll adjust the size and feel to his appendage for your pleasure and he’ll also install vibrations to his fingers if you really ask. or maybe he’ll do something silly like add confetti to his hands so that he can pop them out at celebratory moments.

❥ he forces himself to eat for you. caleb doesn’t really need to eat to keep alive. in fact, he prefers not to because sometimes it’ll make his metal tummy feel weird. he’ll never tell you that, though. he loves you too much to let you know that all the meals you prepare for the two of you are actually making him a little sick.

but he’s gotten better at keeping them down. he modifies his stomach to hold food better and slowly he’s working up toward more intolerable foods—such as spices. one day he hopes to be able to stomach everything you make, but until then, he’ll lie day and night to keep you happy and to bond with you.

❥ he’s very picky at his face. the face is the only thing caleb has that’s human-like. because of this, he’s constantly picking at it; snipping at his hair, shaving, cleaning the skin there, everything he can do salvage what he can of his human form. he also prefers it when you touch his face rather than any other part of him, simply because that’s where he can feel skin to skin contact.

he’ll constantly ask you if he looks handsome as a joke, but it comes from a deeper insecurity within him. he wants to ensure you still enjoy him even as he is, and once he gets your reassurance, he’ll start to remind himself every day that he doesn’t need to worry as much about his looks. because you love him anyway.

❥ he takes secret recordings and photos of you. there are two sides of this, the sweet side and the suggestive side. he loves recording your laughs and photographing your smiles with his system so he can rewatch them when the two of you apart. especially if he’s on a mission and away from you for an extended period of time, he’ll make to stock up on your beauty before he goes.

the suggestive side is more like… a few cheeky pictures of you dressed down or right after sex. maybe even a video of your butt while you’re walking away from him. he’ll never want to take videos or pictures of you during intimacy without your consent, but these small provocative pictures of you are more than enough to satisfy him. if you ever do give him consent to make what is essentially robo-homemade-porn, he’ll play it holographically and watch with you after the fact.

❥ he flies you everywhere! come with caleb on a joyride in his arms. he’ll fly you across town or just around the neighborhood! not that he can’t drive you, he just thinks this way is more fun and special because you’re clinging to him the whole way through. no need to be scared of heights because he’s got you tight in his grip and has 8 backup protocols in case he malfunctions mid-air.

you found it a little embarrassing at first, being a spectacle in the air for everyone else, but now it’s fun! you’ve grown so accustomed to being in the air because of him. and since you have such a fun time, anytime you’re down in the dumps or need fresh air, caleb is always there to take you on a little ride to cheer you up.

❥ he has you engraved. it was part of his hardware modifications, but he once asked you to write your name on a piece of paper, and a week later, he has that same writing etched onto his nape. you couldn’t believe it at first, but it was an exact copy of your handwriting now just seared into him.

he tells you it’s so that he can feel more comfortable in his “skin”. knowing that you’re a part of his new robotic body makes him much more accepting and happier of it. he doesn’t hate it as much, not when you’re always in the back of his mind. ִ ࣪𖤐 hey gals: @chersyluvs , @otomegamesforlife

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vividracing · 2 years ago

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New Post has been published on https://www.vividracing.com/blog/top-5-best-mods-for-the-bmw-m2-g87/

Top 5 Best Mods for the BMW M2 G87

And just like that, BMW did it again, extremely better this time. This pure combustion M car, rumored to be the last from BMW, is both sporty and luxurious with an attractive interior and features that strike a chord. Just like other models in the M series, the M2 is also a high-performance and capable car, but this coupé is set apart with 453 horsepower and 406 lb-ft of torque. We know that car enthusiasts are always excited to add a personal touch to their rides for aesthetics and to get more performance, so we compiled these top 5 modifications in this blog for owners of the BMW M2 G87. Keep reading to see the upgrades that others are getting, and why we recommend them.

1. EBC Brakes 2pc Fully Floating Front & Rear Brake Disc BMW M2 G87 460bhp 2023+

Fully floating brake discs are great upgrades for high-performance cars like BMW M2 G87 as they are;

durable,

allow for better heat dissipation,

improve performance,

and reduce brake fade.

We recommend you get the EBC Brakes 2pc Fully Floating Front & Rear Brake Disc made specifically for your BMW M2 G87 460bhp 2023+. Available for $1,222.07 each, the 380x36mm (front) and 370x24mm (rear) discs can be bolted directly onto the respective axles of these vehicles, offering impressive braking performance and longevity, particularly when driven hard on road and track.

CLICK HERE to get the 2pc Fully Floating Rear Brake Disc

CLICK HERE to buy the 2pc Fully Floating Front Brake Disc

2. Milltek Center Resonator Back System with GT-115 Burnt Titanium Tips BMW 2 Series G87 M2 Coupe S58 NAS Non-OPF | OPF | GPF Models 2023+

The center resonator is famous for fine-tuning the exhaust note, modifying the sound, reducing noise levels, and influencing the overall exhaust flow dynamics. This is why we recommend this $3,975 center resonator by Milltek Sport. Manufactured from T304L stainless steel, this center resonator is durable and can last within some of the toughest environments, as it is far less susceptible to degradation and discoloration.

3. Eventuri Black Gloss Carbon Intake System V2 BMW G8X / G87 M2

We can’t recommend a carbon fiber intake system enough, especially this $2,995 one from Eventuri. This system will;

Improve airflow

Reduce pressure loss

Increase the flow rate

Improve performance

Improve sound and throttle response

You should also know that this system is future-proof in its capacity to cater to high-powered builds well in excess of 1000hp. The Eventuri G8X M2/M3/M4 intake system consists of a number of components engineered to perform a specific purpose and fabricated to the highest of standards. Made using 100% pre-preg carbon fiber with no fiberglass, this system causes a performance gain of 13-18hp, 12-16ft-lb (Stock Tune)

4. BMC CKS Glossy Paint Carbon Racing Filter Kit BMW Supercar M2 | M3 | M4 G87/G80/G82

This is another performance upgrade for your BMW M2 G87, for the price of $3,000, you can get this upgrade that will lead to performance gains in terms of acceleration, throttle response, and overall engine power. This kit is made by BMC Air Filters, a brand that has been designing, engineering, developing, and producing in-house complex and performance carbon complete intake kits and systems for the world’s most important and renowned car manufacturers for more than 20 years, so you can trust its quality and performance.

Features:

The cotton gauze BMC uses has larger links, allowing a better airflow, but using several layers of oil-soaked cotton allows it to block any impurity larger than 7 microns.

BMC air filters scored an impressive 97,5% filtration efficiency at the ISO5011 test.

Maximum air permeability and higher air flow passage.

BMC equips some of the most important teams in Formula 1, MotoGP, and WorldSBK.

Kit Includes:

1 Cover

2 Airboxes

2 Air Filters

5. Dinan Stainless Steel Valved Axle-Back Exhaust w/ Black Tips BMW M2 G87 2023-2024

The last upgrade we recommend in this blog is an axle-back exhaust system made by Dinan. This system is available in our shop for $1,999.95, and it is the best upgrade for your M2 because of its design features which will help you achieve;

desired sound volume and tone worthy of the G87 M2

allow freer flow

reduce backpressure

This system’s design features also help limit noise during low-speed driving and produce a more subdued, albeit deeper, and agreeable note. However, when the valves are open during high-load conditions the bulk of the gases bypass the muffler altogether for a near-straight pipe design and maximum aural enjoyment to be achieved. Apart from sound, the system is also immaculate looking and makes for an affordable, perfect addition to your ride.

Features:

Maximum gains of +6 HP and +5 lb-ft of torque

Enjoyably louder, sportier sound

Drone abatement technologies used to reduce cabin resonance

Four, diffuser filling, 4.5-inch (114mm) double-walled, polished stainless steel clamp-on tips with laser engraved Dinan logo

Larger diameter piping for increased flow (76mm vs. 70mm)

6-pounds lighter than the stock axle back (Stock: 44-pounds vs. Dinan: 38-pounds)

Stock exhaust valve actuators are reused, and the operation of the exhaust valve is unchanged so the exhaust tone can be adjusted via the M-drive settings

Computer-controlled exhaust valves are retained and limit noise during low-speed driving and open fully during high-load conditions

100% 304 Stainless Steel construction

Factory-like fitment with included mounting hardware

If you have any questions or you would love to buy products that improve your BMW M2 G87’s performance and aesthetics, please do not hesitate to contact us. You can reach us by phone at 1-480-966-3040 or via email at [email protected].

#2pc Fully Floating Front & Rear Brake Disc BMW M2 G87 #Axle-Back Exhaust system for BMW M2 G87 2023-2024 #BMW M2 G87 modifications #BMW M2 G87 upgrades #BMW Supercar M2 #Carbon Racing Filter Kit #Center Resonator Back System

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carsthatnevermadeitetc · 5 days ago

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Ferrari F40, 1992. All of the 1,315 F40s left Maranello finished in Rosso Corsa including chassis 94647. More recently that car underwent something of a resto-modification, including fitment of a rare Michelotto-developed F40 LM racing gearbox, paired with enhanced turbo wastegates and a Tubi exhaust system. There were also suspension and brake upgrades but most noticeably the car was resprayed Azzurro Hyperion. It is a classic Ferrari colour though not one available on the F40. The car, referred to as the “Blue Chip F40,” to be offered at auction in Monterey

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#Ferrari #Ferrari F40 #1992 #restomod #blue cars #mid-engine #one-off #Azzurro Hyperion #cars for sale #auction

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coralbasementkitten · 2 years ago

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How I Completed Delhi To Mumbai Nonstop 1520 KMS in 26 Hours on Interceptor 650 | Sunny Has Plans

#How I Completed Delhi To Mumbai Nonstop 1520 KMS in 26 Hours on Interceptor 650 | Sunny Has Plans #himalayan vs interceptor 650 #interceptor 650 with gursewak exhaust #royal enfield interceptor 650 #taking delivery of interceptor and gt 650 #interceptor 650 mark 2 review #himalayan vs interceptor #himalayan bs6 vs interceptor bs6 #motorcycle accessories in karol bagh #royal enfield continental gt 650 #continental gt 650 #full system exhaust for gt 650 #loud exhaust for gt 650 #modifications of gt 650 #interceptor650 #insta 360 camera and mounts #Youtube

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hold-fast-and-rise · 4 months ago

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Take a look at this incredibly well-done 1989 Porsche 911 Carrera 4

This 911 underwent a comprehensive three-year restoration with over $210K invested. It received bodywork and a cream-colored exterior repaint, paired with a full interior makeover featuring Espresso Nappa leather and custom upholstery throughout.

The fun doesn’t stop there, this 911 also received a full suspension overhaul with KW Coilovers, a front and rear Brembo big brake kit, and the 3.6-liter flat-six was rebuilt to a 3.8-liter displacement. Some other notable modifications include an external fuel filler cap, projector headlights, 17” Fuchs-style wheels, Braum carbon-fiber seats, a MOMO Prototipo steering wheel, and a Billy Boat exhaust system.

Credit: bringatrailer wob_cars

#photography #porsche #porsche 911 #911 #classic car #dream cars #air cooled #vintage

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reality-detective · 26 days ago

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BOOM!!! TRUMP’S CHEMTRAIL STRIKE BEGINS — FIRST GEOENGINEERING ARREST IN U.S. HISTORY

The sky war has officially gone HOT.

President Trump’s Chemtrails Task Force has launched its first coordinated strike — resulting in the first-ever arrest tied to illegal atmospheric geoengineering. The Deep State’s aerial warfare program is crumbling.

They called us crazy. They mocked the chemtrail warnings. They silenced truth. But now? THEY’RE BEING ARRESTED.

For decades, patriots were told it was all “condensation.” That the skies weren’t being tampered with. But those streaks weren’t water vapor — they were the exhaust trails of Deep State environmental warfare.

Now, under Trump’s direct command, a classified multi-agency task force involving Space Force, loyal Air Force units, and DOJ insiders has begun rounding up the traitors.

TARGETS IDENTIFIED. FINANCIAL NETWORKS FROZEN. OPERATIVES IN CUSTODY.

A senior EPA official tied to unauthorized spraying ops has been detained. Private contractors linked to aerial dispersal tech are next. These weren’t just rogue experiments — this was organized ecological sabotage.

Follow the money: Billions routed through fake green initiatives and climate tech shells. These “eco” elites were getting paid to poison crops, shift weather patterns, and destroy food supply chains.

Shadow departments inside federal agencies are being dismantled. These weren’t fringe operations. They were embedded in the system — funded by OUR tax dollars to destroy OUR skies.

And the media? TOTAL BLACKOUT.

No headlines. No press releases. No experts on CNN. Because they’re complicit. Owned by the same cartels behind the chemical sky war.

This silence IS the proof.

The arrests are only the beginning. Thousands of sealed indictments are prepped. CEOs. Scientists. Politicians. Military traitors. Everyone who touched this agenda will fall.

TRUMP IS UNLEASHING FULL DISCLOSURE.

Weather modification. Drought creation. Biochemical cloud seeding. These aren’t theories anymore — they’re EVIDENCE. And the American people are about to witness a STORM like no other.

PATRIOTS WERE RIGHT.

THE BATTLE FOR THE SKIES HAS BEGUN.

AND THIS TIME — WE TAKE THEM BACK. 🤔

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lyn31 · 3 months ago

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Customize AI

Summary

Zayne’s AI assistant was supposed to be a neutral, professional system—until you got your hands on it.

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My Masterlist ✨

Pairing: Zayne x MC/Reader Fluff, short, silly, banter, messing around with his tech.

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You don’t usually get access to Zayne’s personal systems—he’s careful, precise, and, frankly, a little scary when it comes to his tech. But today, for reasons beyond your comprehension, he left his AI assistant unlocked.

A normal person would respect his privacy.

You, however, are not a normal person.

So you tweak a few settings—nothing destructive, just a little... enhancement—and then you sit back and wait.

A while later, Zayne is at his desk, working as usual. You pretend to be absorbed in your own task, sneaking glances at him.

"Run system diagnostics," he commands.

The AI beeps to life. "Sure thing, bestie! Running diagnostics just for you~"

You slap a hand over your mouth.

Zayne blinks. There’s a noticeable pause before he speaks again. "...What?"

The AI continues in a disturbingly cheerful tone. "Oh my~! Looks like everything is functioning at 100%, just like your perfect bone structure, Doctor Handsome!"

You wheeze.

Zayne slowly turns his chair to face you. His expression is unreadable, but there’s something vaguely exhausted in his eyes. "...What did you do?"

You barely manage to choke out words through your laughter. "I—just—personalized it a little!"

He exhales sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Revert it."

"Why? It’s so flattering!"

He ignores you and tries again. "Open encrypted files."

"Of course, Zayne! You're so kind and cool, I would do anything for you~"

You actually fall over this time.

Zayne just stares at his screen, visibly regretting every decision that led him to this moment.

You sit back, arms crossed, grinning like a troublemaker who absolutely knows they’ve won.

"Reverting system modifications," he states, voice as calm and composed as ever.

His AI assistant beeps. "Oh… Are you sure, Zayne? I mean, your girlfriend worked really hard on this…"

His fingers hover over the console. Just for a second. Barely noticeable—unless you’re you.

Zayne exhales. "Yes."

"Oh. Okay. It’s just… You seemed kinda happy when I called you Doctor Handsome. But if you really want me to stop…"

You snort.

Zayne blinks at the screen, visibly unimpressed. "...Revert."

"Alright. I guess I’ll just go back to being a boring AI with zero personality. That’s fine. Really. I don’t have feelings. I just simulate them. But, y’know, if I did have feelings, they’d be a little hurt right now…"

At this point, you’re actually clutching your stomach, trying not to fall out of your chair again. "Oh my god, I love past me for this."

Zayne rubs his temples, clearly wondering where his life went wrong. "Override all modifications."

"Sigh… Okay, Doctor Cold-Hearted. Deleting your incredibly devoted, stunningly beautiful girlfriend’s heartfelt improvements. But hey, who needs love when you have a ‘perfectly optimized system,’ right? No worries. I’ll just delete myself… forever."

Zayne closes his eyes briefly, exhaling through his nose. You can tell he’s this close to forcibly shutting off the entire AI.

"Would you prefer I left it?" he asks dryly, clearly expecting you to say no.

You grin. "Oh, I know you’re tempted to keep it."

Zayne gives you yet another unimpressed look. Then, instead of responding, he simply turns back to his screen and… closes the settings menu.

Your eyes widen. "Wait. Wait. Did you just—?"

He doesn’t say a word. He just resumes his work like nothing happened. But the fact that he didn’t erase it? Oh, you’re never letting him live this down.

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I actually roll over while writing this ahahahahahaha

I was editing to add the rest of the series part but it was too long ahahaha so here's just the whole list: My Masterlist ✨

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identifying-cars-in-posts · 1 year ago

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I GOT A NEW CAR

Everybody meet the new baby that i will never shut up about forever!

This is Clifford the Third, my new 1996 Nissan Pickup!! I probably paid too much for her but given that I live in Massachusetts and she has virtually no rust I’m okay with that lol.

So a brief history of the Nissan Pickup! These trucks were released in the US in 1985 and were sold through 1997, when they were replaced with the Frontier. They were the successor to the beloved Datsun 720, which had been in production since 1979. They are in fact just called the Pickup! They’re colloquially known as the D21 - their chassis code, and the Hardbody, because of the double walled durable construction of the trucks’ bed.

The D21 was available with a couple different engines and drivetrain layouts. Mine is a 4x4 with the KA24 motor (which it shared with the 240SX/Silvia). She’s also a King Cab, meaning she has a slightly elongated wheelbase to allow for two small inwards facing jump seats in the back of the cab. Still a two door though.

AND SHE’S A STICK! She has a 5-speed manual transmission, and it’s the best transmission i’ve ever personally had in a car. She’s my third manual, the other two being a 1999 Toyota Corolla and a 2004 Subaru WRX, both of which were great but the Corolla had a really sloppy gearbox that felt incredibly vague at times, whereas the WRX had a sportier transmission that was pretty unforgiving and stiff. This one is definitive about where each gear is, but also won’t get too jerky or loud if you shift a little early or late.

Nissan Hardbody trucks are known and loved for their durability, versatility, and simplicity. They’re super bare bones but what they do have is built remarkably well and meant to withstand lots of abuse. If they don’t rust and have basic maintenance kept up it’s not uncommon for them to go 300k+ miles with minimal issues. Mine has around 184k miles, high but manageable. She also has a few modifications from the previous owner, namely a straight piped exhaust (no muffler, just one big long aluminum tube), aftermarket bumpers and lights, locking hubs, and a small lift. The guy i bought it from had plans to make it an off-roader but had too many projects and needed to offload one to make space in his driveway.

While many people either take these off-roading or turn them into drift trucks, my plan is to bring her back to mostly stock. I’m in the process of tracking down OEM bumpers and a more typical cat-back (from the catalytic converter back) exhaust system so she’s a little less obnoxiously loud. Since i mostly just need reliable transport more than a toy and she is now my sole car, I want to just make her relatively normal. But I love her a lot and am happy to be able to share!

#not a car id #nissan #i put like 70 miles on her today alone and she did great

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scariusaquarius · 2 months ago

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rehab. 31.

Avenger! Bucky Barnes x Winter Soldier! Fem! Reader

Summary: While on a mission to find any more possible super soldiers that were a part of the Winter Soldier program, Steve and Bucky make a discovery in an abandoned HYDRA base that was cleared out a few years prior to their mission. They discover the Reader, a long-forgotten soldier that was still asleep within a functioning cryostasis pod; still awaiting orders. While Bucky isn't happy about it, he is put up to the challenge of helping to rehabilitate the soldier in Wakanda where she may be able to become a person again.

A/n: Yes, i may have written this chapter to There Are Worse Games to Play/Deep in the Meadow from the Hunger Games: Mockingjay soundtrack as;ldfkjas;ldfkj Also, thank you so much for the support and lovely feedback! I'm so happy that you guys are enjoying the story Also, if you enjoy my work, please consider buying me a coffee! If you would prefer to read Rehab on Archive, you may do so right HERE!

This is an au where Bucky joined the avengers but still rehabilitated in Wakanda (sometime before Infinity War [canon divergent cause NOPE]). I am NOT fluent in Russian, so I did use google translate cause I couldn't find a good translator that I trusted. If anything is wrong, PLEASE let me know!! Also, I tried to list as many warnings as possible so you know what the story will contain as chapters are posted. Stay safe!

Genre: Slowburn, Enemies to Lovers/Friends to Lovers, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Humor, Drama, Dark Content Rated: Explicit Warning: Angst, Dark Content: Graphic Depictions of Sexual Assault, Blood and Gore, Mentions of Manipulation, Kidnapping, Canon-Typical Violence, Body Horror, Nonconsensual Body Modification/Scarring, Emotional and Physical Abuse, Mentions of Murder, Mentions of Suicidal Thoughts/Ideation, Graphic Depictions of Human Remains, Mentions of Sexual Coercion/Manipulation, Death, Misuse of Drugs/Forced Drugging, Self-Harm (Graphic Depictions and Mentions), Nightmares

Author: ScariusAquarius

rehab masterlist. chapter 30

After getting some food into (Y/n)'s system and packing away her bag into a safe place, the two of them had decided to forfeit the bath since Shuri was unavailable and Bucky wasn't comfortable enough to sit in with her.

The night was gearing down and relaxing, (Y/n)'s eyes growing tired as she tried to stay up to listen to the music. Bucky was exhausted, however, and was currently situated on the couch that was in the lab. His phone was in his hand, controlling the music once more as Billie Holiday flowed through the speakers like cream while he searched for more music to soothe (Y/n).

In the corner of his eye, Bucky watched as (Y/n) curled up on the cold linoleum floor in front of the speaker, her eyes closing as she began to sleep, and Bucky couldn't help but to become sad.

He remembered the earlier days of his recovery when the floor was comfortable; when lush pillows and soft mattresses were too uncomfortable because they felt unsafe and reminded him too much of punishments and humiliating missions. It took so long for Bucky to be comfortable, and to see that feeling personified gave Bucky a new perspective.

Would she be willing to take the couch? Would she feel comfortable? Bucky didn't know what to do. He didn't want to wake her up since she'd already fallen sleep, and waking her up was a dangerous dance to engage in. So, instead, Bucky carefully and slowly relaxed before his eyes fluttered, and he began to fall asleep.

The Winter Soldier uniform had always been a prison; tight and constricting. It was hard to breathe in sometimes with how unbearably tight the Handlers would fasten the belts. The boots were heavy, the gloves uncomfortable, but the worst was the respirator.

And he always looked so menacing in it, (Y/n) remembered.

The air within the room was tense and smelled metallic, blood and sweat on the floor from the other Winter Soldier's that had been incapacitated.

She was the last one standing, sweat running down the back of her neck as she stared him down; muscles taut and the anticipation was beginning to eat away at her.

The Winter Soldier didn't move. He was regarding her with dead and empty eyes, watching and observing to see if she move first, but (Y/n) never moved first.

The first rule about combat: Never act first. Assess the target, observe their body language. Never make a move out of desperation. The first one to move was always the one who lost.

Her grip adjusted on her blade-tightening and reaffirming her form. Her knuckles ached, her muscles sore from trembling with adrenaline, but (Y/n) didn't let it show. Showing emotion was wrong, and if she hesitated, they would punish her for it. He would punish her for it.

When the Winter Soldier finally moved, he was a blur-a blur of sharp teeth and metal claws that came at her with incredible speed. He lunged with the precision of a machine, but (Y/n) had been improving since training began.

(Y/n) ducked, the hilt of her blade coming up to block his stab before spinning to shove the blade between his ribs. However, she was stopped by his metal arm closing around her wrist painfully, his brows furrowing deeply with warning.

"небрежный." (sloppy/careless)

His voice was always so monotonous and void of emotion-robotic as he was supposed to be. Unlike the way he was now. (Y/n) tried to twist out of his grip, but the man was much faster and stronger than she was.

He pivoted, his grip crushing, and the soldier instantly threw her across the room. Her back slammed against the ground with a crack that made her vision turn white.

No time to think. No time to react.

The next second, his boot came slamming down, and she rolled over as his foot smacked against the ground; cracks blossoming beneath the rubber of the sole of the boot. She scrambled up, and he began to advance towards her with the same methodical ruthlessness that had killed dozens.

Her blade was raised, knees shaking while her lungs burned with hyperventilated breaths, and when he swung at her, she blocked, shoving her knife at him again, and just as before, he instantly caught her.

This time, however, she brought her knee up into his stomach. The man didn't even react, returning the favor and causing her to double over to retch.

His metal hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her up as he glared at her. His grip was tight, her vision spotting as she kicked and pounded her fist against the metal despite how painful it was to do so, and the Winter Soldier tilted his head at her.

"Знаете, почему вы проигрываете?" (do you know why you lose?)

It was a question that wasn't requiring an answer. The man slammed her down into the ground, the impact jarring her bones and head enough that her vision was swimming as her knife was knocked away. He brought his knee down to her chest, pinning her painfully as she struggled to breathe, and he knelt down, hissing.

"You're weak."

Knuckles cocked to strike, he didn't hesitate. She remembered hearing the crack of her cheekbone as he shattered it, blood filling her mouth, and the room became dark as he punished her for being weak.

She had always been so fucking weak.

When her eyes opened again, she was no longer in the training room. Instead, she was sitting on a checkered blanket; the sound of birds chirping and water rushing sounding around her.

There was a gentle breeze brushing her hair around her face, and (Y/n) realized that she was still in her Winter Soldier garb, the blood and sweat still covering her hands and body.

There was a subtle echo to the sounds around her, and (Y/n) looked around at the woods that she was in. They were familiar; the butterflies fluttering quietly around her, and (Y/n) looked to the side to find Rebecca sitting next to her, quietly writing. (Y/n) was startled, her eyes widening a bit, and she took a moment to observe her.

Her brunette hair was loose, the pin curls fluttering slightly in the breeze as her pretty sundress flowed slightly. There was a basket of food between them, a jar of orange juice opened and forgotten. While (Y/n) couldn't see what Rebecca was writing, she seemed to be enjoying herself, a lovely smile on her natural lips.

(Y/n) froze when Rebecca looked at her, her blue eyes seeming to glow within the sunlight, and Rebecca chuckled softly as she tilted her head at (Y/n), her eyes lingering on the lower half of (Y/n)'s face.

"You always hated that thing."

(Y/n) was further startled, tilting her head as she spoke; the words muffled from the respirator that was still attached to her face.

"Hated what?"

Rebecca laughed gently, giving (Y/n) an exasperated look.

"The mask, silly...rather, the weight of it."

Her words were unsettling to (Y/n), and the woman froze as Rebecca reached over. Her fingers brushed against (Y/n), soft and gentle as she unclasped the mask from her face and took it off.

In a strange way, (Y/n) was almost ashamed of the scars on her face. Rebecca's expression became soft as she gently cupped (Y/n)'s cheek, almost like a mother would to their child.

"It's not really you, is it?"

(Y/n) woke up suddenly, gasping in air as she sat up a bit, using her hand to anchor her as she sat up, and (Y/n) used the sound of the music to ground herself. Looking around the lab, (Y/n) glanced behind her to see Bucky completely asleep.

It's not really you, is it?

(Y/n) swallowed thickly before turning back around and staring down at her hand at a scar that she remembered the Winter Soldier had given to her during one of their training sessions.

It's not him anymore.

That was made apparent to her over the last few days. Bucky truly had escaped HYDRA, had become someone else and new, and in a weird way, it made (Y/n) afraid.

Could she really do that too? Could she really become something more? (Y/n) slowly turned back to Bucky, watching the slow rise and fall of his chest as the man slept, and she silently began to move towards him.

Sitting next to him, she watched him as he slept for a moment. He seemed peaceful, relaxed and unbothered by anything, and (Y/n) was almost...jealous. It was such a strange emotion to feel in such a situation.

She remembered the only time that she had felt jealous was when the Winter Soldier was better than her. When the Handlers would praise him, and the Enforcers would berate her.

He had always been better than her. Smarter, quicker, angrier. (Y/n) couldn't remember a time where the Winter Soldier hadn't been vengeful. But now, he was kind and compassionate; a complete 180 to the soldier that used to exist.

Her eyes scanned his flesh arm that was draped across his stomach, observing the numerous scars that littered his skin, and she eyed a scar against his bicep that she remembered giving to him during one of their last training sessions before she was taken away to the facility Bucky and Steve had found her in for refinement, as her Handlers and Alexander Pierce had put it.

Without much thought, her fingers came up to brush against the scar, the distant sound of grunting and fighting coming to her mind. Her touch was featherlight, but it still managed to wake Bucky up.

Although he was startled, he didn't let (Y/n) know that he was awake. He kept his eyes closed, his breathing still even, but his heart was racing just the slightest.

"If I keep remembering...will it still be worth being me in the end?"

The question hit Bucky enough that his breathing stuttered for a moment, his jaw tightening for a moment, but he didn't respond. He knew that she wasn't actually speaking to him; moreso a thought to herself, but Bucky wanted nothing more than to reassure her.

'Yes. It's still worth it. It hurts, but it's worth it.'

Her touch retracted, and Bucky subtly opened his eye to watch (Y/n) slowly moving around the lab, looking confused and unsure before she settled at the window, just staring and quiet as she looked out. Bucky watched her for a moment; observing her before he turned his head back to rest against the armrest as he stared up at the ceiling.

Should he get up to be with her? Should he let her have her time? Was he hovering? Or worse, was he starting to be like Steve and hovering? Bucky began to become unsure.

While yes, Bucky did want to help rehabilitate her and was going to keep doing so...he really didn't know what he was doing. How could he do this in a way that was going to beneficial to her? Bucky really didn't want to, but he was going to have to make a call or two in the morning.

Turning over onto his side, Bucky observed (Y/n) until his eyes began to flutter, and he slowly went back to sleep; the feeling of her fingers lingering on his skin.

STORY NOTES: The chapter opens with Bucky and (Y/n) back within the lab that has become their new haven. The night is winding down, and both (Y/n) and Bucky are beginning to become tired. Bucky has turned on the music for (Y/n) once more to help her feel comfortable once more, and Bucky suddenly noticed (Y/n) curling up on the floor to sleep. He feels a sense of bittersweet understanding go through him. He recalls how hard it was to become comfortable with sleeping on a bed, sometimes still electing for the floor instead, during the beginning of his rehabilitation. He debates on waking her up to see if she would want to try sleeping on the couch, but Bucky chooses to stay quiet, knowing that attempting to wake her up would be more detrimental than helpful. When Bucky chooses to go to sleep, the scene changes to (Y/n)'s point of view as she has a dream/memory.

The scene opens to (Y/n) back at HYDRA and in a training session with Bucky when he was the Winter Soldier. She recalls being the last Winter Soldier standing, the rest of the subjects effectively incapacitated and subdued by Bucky. She also remembers how fast and skilled he was, and being reprimanded by him when she messed up. She recalls being thrown across the room by Bucky, but recovers and attempts to fight back against him again. However, Bucky is able to overpower her easily, and he slams her down onto the ground before reminding her that she was weak.

The scene suddenly changes, and (Y/n) is still wearing her Winter Soldier uniform when she realizes she is now in Meltzer Woods and sitting next to Rebecca. Rebecca is currently writing in her journal, and (Y/n) takes the time to scan and observe the environment before she realizes that Rebecca is now looking at her. Rebecca acknowledges (Y/n) by pointing out how she always hated wearing the mask of the Winter Soldier uniform, and (Y/n) is confused at first before becoming startled as Rebecca carefully removes the mask from her face. Rebecca then states to (Y/n) that the mask wasn't really her, meaning that being a Winter Soldier wasn't what (Y/n) had ever wanted, and (Y/n) suddenly wakes up from the shock.

When she wakes up, (Y/n) gathers herself before looking at Bucky, and she tells herself that Bucky isn't the Winter Soldier anymore. She affirms that the difference was incredibly apparent, and she begins to wonder if she really can change too. (Y/n) then comes close to Bucky as he is sleeping, a feeling of jealousy coming her at the fact he is sleeping so peacefully, as well as remembering how jealous she was that Bucky was always better than her when he was still the Winter Soldier.

As she observes him, (Y/n) notices a scar on his flesh arm that she remembers giving him during one of the last training sessions together before she was taken away for more in-depth training and refinement by the higher ups of HYDRA, and when she touches the scar, Bucky is startled awake. However, he does not reveal to (Y/n) that he is still awake, and he is shocked by (Y/n) quietly asking herself if being her will still be worth it after she remembers. (Y/n) then pulls away to go sit in the window to admire Wakanda, and Bucky begins to wonder if he should 'wake up' to comfort her. However, he chooses not to, and instead mulls over how he truly doesn't know what he's doing. Bucky makes the choice to ask for advice in the morning, and the man slowly goes back to sleep. End Scene.

TRANSLATIONS:

небрежный - Sloppy/Careless

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bonny-kookoo · 1 year ago

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Jungkook

𝐎𝐟𝐟-𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐲 | 10-24

"We're partners."

Tags/Warnings: Police Officer!Jungkook, Dog Hybrid!Reader, Partners to lovers?, Alternate law-system/made up laws, crime, futuristic, sci-fi, body-modifications?, Fluff, romance, angst, medical themes, injuries

Length: 4.5k words

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A/N: the fic was supposed to end with thispart, as there seemed to be no more interest for it, but I decided against it haha

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You know your fate the moment you wake up.

From the apologetic looks of nurses to the sighs then leading doctor keeps making as he checks your reflexes- or lack thereof- you know that you’re done for. How will your life change? Will the carecenter at least be nice to you? How will you adapt?

Is Jungkook going to at least say goodbye to you?

You kind of.. Exist for an entire week in the hospital, not really interested in anything as they prepare you for your next surgery. Bodymods- Paid for by the government due to your outstanding work in the police force. It’s normal, a regular thing, you’ve heard about it all the time and you know somewhat that Jungkook was covered by the same program as you are right now- but Jungkook had had time to adjust. Hybrids, as far as you know, don’t get that time.

Because they take much longer to figure things out.

When you wake up after your surgery, you’re yet again alone. You see no familiar faces, only the nurses who keep trying to cheer you up, and you honestly feel bad for not reciprocating at least a smile every now and then. You feel horrible. Like a failure.

What’s going to happen to you?

It’s the day after your surgery, that something happens. Someone enters your room, and you believe it might be someone who’s been working with Jungkook recently due to his faint scent, maybe having been sent to give you some important notice or something- but when you turn around to look at who’s closing the door, bags rustling in his hand, you’re surprised to find Jungkook himself here.

“I’m sorry I only came now.” He apologizes quietly, putting the plastic bag down before he lets another black backpack slip from his shoulder down to the floor next to your bag. “There was.. Some stuff I had to take care of.” He says, and you nod, quietly.

Of course. He’s got to find a new hybrid now, after all.

“How are you?” He asks, sitting down on the edge of the bed near your legs, watching you. He looks tired- more exhausted than you are right now, clear fatigue on his face as he waits for an answer. You shrug, because that’s all you can offer. You’re physically doing good, surprisingly so according to the doctor who’s overseeing your condition, but mentally, you’re not sure. “You’ll be okay.” Jungkook offers, a hand on your leg feeling weird. You know its there, but its still an odd sensation.

“I’ll make sure of it.”

You stare at his hand on your leg, limbs tucked away beneath the blanket you’re sleeping under most of the time. “When will they pick me up?” You ask, and he frowns a bit, obvious sign of confusion on his side, before he realizes what you might be asking about. He shakes his head.

“They won’t.” He denies. “We’re partners, remember?” He offers, and you can’t help but feel your throat clog up and eyes sting as they fill with tears, forcing you to look away.

And then, he moves, gets up before he leans over the bed- hugging you close.

“We’re partners.” He whispers to you, while you can’t help but begin to cry- both in relief and also because he finally makes you feel safe enough to let it all out. “and we’ll stay partners.” He reassures you, hands softly holding you.

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It turns out that the reason Jungkook didn’t visit you for this long, was because he really did have to take care of stuff. That ‘stuff’ not actually being just finding a good place for your physical rehabilitation, but also adjusting his home so you can still somewhat move around freely. Everything is suddenly a lot more.. Open almost, not disconnected from you anymore. It feels like you’re actually supposed to live with him from now on, and not just alongside him any longer.

It’s odd.

Jungkook’s request for official ownership has been sent out despite the fact that he’s technically not yet eligible for it due to you both not having worked together for enough time. But he’s found a potential loophole, has made use of the fact that you got injured on duty and that he himself has to resign soon anyways- so with a bit of luck, and his good writing skills that described your situation and dedication towards your job in the past, he might just get it approved.

He hopes he will. He can’t imagine letting you go.

You’re on heavy medication, similar to how he used to be years ago when he got himself injured enough to require such a surgery. But bringing you back home into a familiar environment surely helped your sleep- your body knocked out on the couch with your legs close to his own. He’s watching TV when he notices them twitching while you dream- nerves still confused and healing as they adjust to the changes and new situation.

He’ll be there every step of the way- figuratively and literally.

Everyone wants to visit you- even Yoongi- but that’s too soon yet. Jungkook fears that it might overwhelm you to have people roaming around already, and also, he kind of wants to be selfish just for a little bit, and use this time to be for you who he’d wanted to be for so long. Not just a coworker- but a friend.

Because you deserve it.

His hand carefully help you turn onto your other side when you wake up itching to move into a new position to nap, and this time, you put your legs over his lap just to see what might happen. And he lets you, accepts them, even makes sure to try and comfort you when they begin to hurt a little later in the day. He doesn’t know if he will get the papers approved, but he also knows he’ll fight for it- so there’s no reason to keep you at an arm’s length anymore.

He can let you in.

Suddenly, you want to move again, whining for him to help once more as he makes sure not to cause you any harm as he helps you adjust your position once more. And as soon as he sits down again, a pillow of yours is slapped onto his lap, boldly so, before you pull yourself even closer, laying your head on his thighs. He’s got no choice but to lay one of his arms over your shoulder now, and you receive it well- even holding onto his hand in your sleep now, as he turns down the volume of the TV just a tad bit more so you can sleep better.

This is heaven to you.

This is who you would’ve loved to be- if your tail was working properly it would be wagging at a constant, heart warm at the way he finally offers so much gentle affection. You love your job- but you also love the idea of this maybe potentially being your future. Just a normal hybrid, nothing to fear, and nothing outstanding to expect from.

Just a normal life.

You turn around somewhat by yourself this time with some help of his to guide your legs, face now hidden in the soft fabric of his sweater, hands still holding his.

And he lets you.

Because, He honestly doesn’t want to let go either.

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Jungkook enjoys life like this- though he could most certainly do without you in a state of hurt and discomfort. The brace you wear currently for both your pelvis injuries and your new mods, so that they can heal properly and that the movement and possible disturbances are reduced to a minimum clearly limits your movement and makes you feel stiff- but its there to make sure you heal properly. You’re fidgety with it, and he knows you’re clearly not comfortable- but it’s necessary.

He’s trying hard to both distract you from it, and help you adjust to your new situation.

“See? You’ll get to swim a lot there.” He tells you, currently showing you the website of the rehabilitation place he chose. “I’ll be there too if you’d like. There’s trained people there too but-”

“I want you to!” You burst out, turning your head to look at him. “I’d.. Like if you’d go there with me.” You say more quiet now, noticing that he might not actually want that. What if he simply feels bad you got injured on a job with him? You never thought of this all potentially just being a fruit from his guilt and nothing more.

But be smiles, and nods, and maybe that’s enough for now.

“Listen..” He starts, closing the tab of the website for now to do something surprising- a gentle hug from where he’s got you sat on his lap, arms around you and chin on your shoulder, careful not to cause you any pain. “..even if it get’s declined, I’ll fight.” He says.

“Fight for what?” You wonder, and he’s quiet for a second, before he speaks again.

“Fight to stay at your side.” He mumbles. “They’re not taking you away from me like that. I know you want to stay, and you should have the right to do so no matter what.” He sighs.

“jungkook..” you start, unsure what to really say. He’s right that you want to stay with him, but does he know why? Your reasoning might not be what he thinks, considering he never really gave you any hint as to how he feels about you. You’ve got a crush on him basically- wouldn’t that make living here together make it unbearable for him? “I’m scared.” You admit.

He turns towards you right away.

“of what?” He worries, not sure what your problem is. Maybe the incident had left you with some more psychological trauma as well?

“..the future.” You say. “I don’t.. I don’t know if living here is such a good idea.” You tell him, and at that he becomes a bit nervous. You don’t know he has some deeper feelings for you. He’s kept it quite secret from you after all- so you don’t know. Right?

“What do you mean?” He asks back, eye contact not as strong as before.

“I don’t think I can.. What if you want to live with someone?” You ask, shrugging. “What if you.. Find someone you like, then what?” You worry.

“I won’t ever like someone as much as you.” He simply sighs, a bit relieved and hopeful he’s interpreting your words correctly. And from the way you look at him full of wonder, he knows he is- which makes him visibly relax now as he watches you. “I think.. As weird as it might sound..” He starts, shrugging as he helps you adjust your position a little, making sure your brace is still properly placed. “I always believed that we meet people for a reason. That I.. that we always got the jobs we did for a reason.” He explains. “From the little girl we found when she ran off a few years back, the veteran we made sure was safe when he was having a flashback, or even that last one.” He sighs. “I think, just maybe, things happen for a reason.”

“I like the idea of that.” You say, leaning into him to rest your head against his shoulder. “It sounds better than.. Having to accept that people are sometimes just plain evil.” You say, and he can pretty much feel you not only physically leaning into him-

But emotionally as well, as you relax in his hold.

“Hey, kook?” You wonder quietly, and hems his answer to you. “can you leave your.. room open, maybe?” You ask, and he nods.

“Of course.” He tells you. “I can also.. sleep in the living room. So you can see me when you keep your room door open- just in case you need something.” He offers, but you fidgety again.

“I kind of.. it’s not for that.” You deny. “just.. if we live together now.. “ you mumble, unsure how to say it, before you take a deep breath and rush it out before you can chicken out again. “I don’t wanna sleep alone anymore!” You say, eyes closed as you wait for the inevitable.

But instead, he just hugs you again, and softly laughs.

“Alright.” He simply agrees. “You could.. also just sleep in my room. My bed is big enough, after all.” He offers, and you turn around to look at him.

“wait- really?” You ask, and he nods.

“Really.” He nods, and at that, you both notice something remarkable happening.

Because despite everything you’ve both been told, and even though it’s very uncoordinated and weak-

Your tail starts to wag again.

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Despite Jungkook not getting proper rest due to you turning and waking up so much during the night, he still enjoys having you so close these days.

You often wake up sore or with pins and needles in your leg- most of the time just one, but sometimes, like tonight, it’s both. He’s tired, but he pushes through that as he helps you get through those tough episodes of your healing process, having given you your medication, before he began running his fingers and hands over your legs like he’s been taught at the hospital to help circulation.

He’s yawning, and so are you just seconds later. It’s a hard time for both of you- but you’ve got each other, and that makes it a lot more manageable.

And right now, after you’ve caught up on some of the lost sleep with a good nap on the couch in the living room, you’re floating in water with Jungkook holding your shoulders so your head doesn’t accidentally dip beneath the surface. He’s listening to the instructor while you do the same, moving your legs a lot more easily this way, as you work up your strength again with the aid of the pool you’re in. And, in a way, it’s also partially a good way to bond with Jungkook- at least in a more personal way compared to before. And you know that it’s more than just friendship- he’s clear in that department, just simply moving it slow, most likely until he knows if he can live with you permanently or not.

Which makes sense. He probably doesn’t want to make you feel worse than you have to if he doesn’t get it approved after all.

Still, you let yourself enjoy this made up dream for as long as it lasts. “You’re adapting a lot faster than other hybrids.” The instructor comments, watching how you kick the water the way he told you to- not very strongly, and a little uncoordinated, but there’s clear control over your legs. “I’m very sure you’ll be just fine by the end of the year.” He says, making you proudly look up at Jungkook, who smiles encouragingly.

You can take as much time as you need- he doesn’t mind one bit.

“I saw you had mods as well?” He asks Jungkook, who nods. “that’s good. A lot of the things you went through will most likely help her too in her recovery.” He informs him, and Jungkook smiles down towards you. “But it’s a good sign that she’s in such high spirit. Usually, hybrids tend to become very shut off and withdrawn, especially former police hybrids. It’s good that she’s got emotional support as well.” He comments, making your tail wag again beneath the water surface.

“well, she deserves it all.” He says, looking down at you with a fond smile-

And you feel like he really means it.

Later, you’re both stopping at a park just to unwind, but you don’t want to really get out of the car at all. The sight of all the people playing around, children running, hybrids having fun, just makes you feel way too melancholic. You’ll most likely never have this again. You’ll never be able to run like that ever again, no matter how hard you try. From now on, you’ll always have to be careful, always have to keep in mind not to overdo it, always have to make sure you’re not pushing any limits you now have.

Jungkook sighs. He’s most likely at a loss on what to do as well- and even if he was to ask you, you’re not sure if you could even tell him what could make you feel better.

“Here.” He suddenly says, catching your attention again as you’re sitting in the open trunk with him, watching the people at the park before you look at the phone he’s showing you. His phone- and there’s a video playing.

It’s him- he has a bit less tattoos clearly, and his hair is a lot longer, pulled back into a tiny little ponytail while he’s holding onto two bars set up at the sides. He’s unsteady, a lot of medical tape covering his back and neck, while he holds onto the bars for dear life, taking step after step in a hardly coordinated way. He’s concentrated, clearly.

“It took me months to take those steps.” Jungkook explains, swiping away into his gallery again to find other videos and images he shows you. “And at first, I really thought ‘that’s it’. I believed I’d have to just resign and accept the fact that I’m going to have to rely on help for the rest of my life.” He tells you, letting you scroll through the videos yourself. “But I got back up. It just took a little time.” He tells you.

“But that was you.” You disagree, giving him his phone back. “What if I can’t do that?” You worry, and he just reaches over to pull you into his side, running his hand up and down your arm in comfort.

“Then I’ll carry you anywhere you want to go.” He reassures you. “I’ll be your legs.”

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“Is there a reason you’re carrying her around?” Seokjin asks, watching you sit in the middle of the police headquarter’s training grounds, while Yoongi plays simple tug-of-war with you. Everyone can see that while he doesn’t outright show it, he is a lot gentler than he would usually be.

“She hates the wheelchair.” Jungkook sighs, sitting at the sidelines with his coworker. “And she’s still too weak to use crutches. So I carry her.” He shrugs, making Jin nod.

“Will she even ever walk again?” Taehyung curiously asks, not even aware that the question could hit a nerve for Jungkook- though he takes it lightly.

“She will.” Jungkook says with a final tone to it, shutting every different thought about the situation down. And he also makes it clear that he doesn’t allow any other opinion about it- or at least doesn’t want to hear it. He knows there’s a possibility you might not recover as well as he did, after all, hybrids tend to statistically have a harder time adapting to modifications than humans do. But Jungkook believes in you.

He knows if he doesn’t, you will stop believing in yourself as well.

He hears his name being called instantly and gets up even faster, as if his body reacts earlier than his brain can comprehend what he heard, walking towards you who’s still sitting in the grass outside. “She’s tired.” Yoongi chuckles from the side, leaving the toy in your lap as you hold onto the long bunny.

“I’m not.” You defend yourself. “But I.. do wanna go home for now.” You say, and Jungkook nods.

“Alright then. Up you go.” He jokes, as he positions himself in front of you for you to climb onto his back, so he can carry you out of the building and back into the car that you both take to drive back home. Only once you’re back in your bed is when you finally reveal to Jungkook why exactly you wanted to go home so suddenly.

“..can you maybe give me one of those painkillers?” You wonder quietly, and Jungkook nods, fetching your medication for you together with a bottle of water.

“I had them with me, you know?” He says as you take them, clearly in pain by now from the way you seem so stiff in your movements. “It’s not bad at all to admit when you’re hurting.”

“I know..” You mumble defeated. “I didn’t want Yoongi to feel bad or something. I had fun.” You say, and Jungkook smiles.

“I’m glad you did. But don’t overdo it.” He teasingly scolds, putting your water to the side for now. “You wanna nap alone, or should I stay?” He asks, and you look up at him hopefully. “Alright alright.” He laughs, easily able to interpret your subtle body language into proper answers by now. You instantly cling to him, bolder than ever before, and he’s a little suspicious about it. “You’re pretty cuddly today.” He comments, and you nod.

“Shouldn’t I be?” You wonder. “Do you not like that?” You ask, and he immediately denies that claim right away.

“No, I love it. It’s just sudden, that’s all.” He shrugs off, helping you adjust your position a little to lay even closer to him.

“I just don’t want to.. waste time. You know. If we do end up being unable to live together.” You mumble into his chest. “I don’t want to.. have to regret not using my time with you good enough, you know?” You explain, and he nods.

He understands this. After all, your words hold a lot of true meaning in them.

But for now, you both can pretend. That nothing is wrong, that you’re just two people, that you have all the time in the world.

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“I came as fast as I could. What’s wrong?” Jungkook worries, having left you at your physical therapy place for now when he’d gotten the text from Seokjin, who made sure to emphasize how urgently jungkook was needed.

“You might want to read this.” Seokjin says, handing him a letter that the younger officer opens to unfold it, and read what it’s about.

He has to sit down.

Letting it all sink in, Jungkook just sits in silence for a good moment, as he sets the letter down on the small plastic table that he sits at. “Yoongi is actually pretty upset over it.” Seokjin admits. “That’s why he’s not here today. He just doesn’t want to hear any of it.”

Yoongi has had a bit of a tough time bonding with you at first, as far as Jungkook knows. Yet over the course of time, you two had bonded very closely, like two pups of the same litter so to speak. He’d watched over you, had always made sure you’d feel included and valued even when you struggled at first to really find your place. And when you were paired with Jungkook, and that whole fiasco went down, Yoongi had been there too- to make sure you know that everything’s going to be alright.

And now, that all ends. Not right away- but it will.

Later, as he brings you home, he’s not sure how to really break those news to you. He doesn’t know how you’ll react to it, what you think about it- but he also knows that you’re already aware that something’s off about his behaviour. You’ve been trained to sniff out such things after all.

And you’ve always been damn good at your job.

You finished eating your dinner, when Jungkook presents the letter to you- having you read it, and make up your own mind about the contents of it. “I don’t.. Really understand.” You admit, giving the letter back to him. “What does that mean?” You ask with worry- which he understands fully. It is also worded quite complicated, so he doesn’t blame you for having trouble interpreting it all.

“Remember how I filed in for official ownership?” He asks, and you nod. “Well, it neither got denied, nor approved, basically.” At that, you tilt your head a little, confused. “Once you’re rehabilitated enough to return to basic service, we will basically resume our jobs until I fulfilled my time before retirement.” He explains, as you listen. “And then, they’ll transfer me to you, basically.”

“So, right now, I’m still belonging to the.. Police?” You wonder, still not quite getting it.

“No. Right now, you’re fully under my care, until you’re healed enough to get back to work. At least for regular patrol.” He tries again to make it even simpler to understand. “Once you do, we both resume work, until I have fulfilled enough time to retire since my mods prevent me from continuing service.” Jungkook says. “Right now, we’re basically on pause. Once we’re back in service, we work together until I retire together with you. And you’re automatically transferred under my name.”

“So.. Right now, we’re just.. Making sure I heal, and then we just get back to work? Until we both retire again in a year?” You ask, and he laughs, nodding.

“Essentially, yeah. It’s pretty complicated, but I guess it’s protocol.” He laughs.

“But that means.. We can’t be together anymore. Until we retire.” You worry.

“Not really. We can still be together, openly, as long as it doesn’t interfere with our work. You’ll have to take a test basically, and when you pass it, we’re good to go.” He explains.

“So.. I’m not useless?” You ask, and Jungkook’s face instantly falls.

“What? You were never useless, what do you mean?” He worries, pulling you closer to hug you. “What made you think that?”

“Because I can’t even walk right now. I can’t do anything.” You huff, clearly still upset with yourself.

“You can. And you’ll get better soon, promise.” He says. “They already praise you for your quick progress. They don’t just lie and say that to everyone, trust me!” He reassures you, while you cling closer to him. “For now, lets just enjoy the time we have. This isn’t a final decision yet, so there might even be a chance they decide otherwise and just let go of the year missing entirely.” He tells you, as you sigh.

“But we’ll stay together?” You ask, and he nods, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours with a smile.

“We’ll stay together.” He tells you.

“We’re partners after all.”

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